Roxy took her very last step onto the soft white rug at the end of the long aisle.
The sweet, gentle music slowly faded away until the indoor garden was completely, peacefully quiet. The bright sunlight poured through the glass ceiling, shining down on the altar like a warm spotlight.
Standing right in front of her were her six gorgeous men.
Torian, Syris, Kaelen, Caspian, Ren, and Zarek looked like absolute gods in their perfectly tailored black suits. They were the most handsome, powerful men in the entire world, but right now, they didn't look scary or tough at all. Their eyes were red from crying, and their faces were filled with so much pure love that it actually made the air in the room feel warm.
There was no human priest standing at the front. There was no judge to read them the rules. They didn't need anyone else to tell them they belonged together. This was just about them and the deep, unbreakable promises they were about to make.
